[Verse 1: J-R3d]

Samurai Jack

I'm jack of all trades

You get jack for your chains

Yous a jack I'm a mage

I slice all you apples

No atom is safe

Y'all fruity ass rappers are not in my lane

I'm exact wit the blade

You get dust like maid

Y'all jump for the change

I speak for change

I'm finna go rabid

You dont wanna race

I pull up where you stay and put the bar in your face

Niggas be bitches

No ovaries

Crackin' they shells

No over ease

Studied in Spain

Got overseas

I was born lucky

No clover three

Broke off the chains

No more holding me

Overly obsessive

Way too aggressive

Passin' out L's

Like I'm sellin' a Lexus

I am too dangerous

Lyrics are weapons

Fully extended

Spread all directions

Take you school

Leave your body suspended

Beats are food

I like em blended

Jimmy get robbed of his shoes and necklace

I am a brute

I'm movin' wreckless

I see the ruse

I'm not affected

What you gonna do

Box you like Tetris

Gimme yo' loot

I want the lettuce

AH HAH

[Mugen Styles]

Who could really do it fresher than us?

Rhetorical question

Dick comatose

Your girl said you can’t get it up

Throwing tomatoes

These rappers they need to catch up

Stay 10 toes

Peak over the competition

Bought a peacoat

But I still get the zip in

Don’t push my buttons

Or mess around with my vision

Smoking the green like a Liz’

30 rocks, yellow in my watch

Like Lemon

Compared to Kendrick

Sit down

Listen

Independent of the minute

I’m spending it in the writtens or mixing

Living the life that I always that I was missing

I ain’t have a brush

I was kissing with death

Now I just call her what she is

That’s my ex

Take shots like a bow

Then I hit em with the flex

I pull the strings like I’m Beck, yeah

Respeck on my name

Or you getting the bird man

Scrabble with the word play

Scoring baby I got bread in the pan

I don’t follow when the herd stray

I’m granting wishes no birthdays

Better than you on my worst days

I said I love you

She mouthed olive juice

Then I drank up that dirty martini

They "Watch Me"

Like real title to "Whip/Nae Nae"

Every day for RUMR a payday

That’s what J say

Ric he be slick with the lines

These be my slimes

Jaden Smith

Rich the Kid

With the grind

Not skating by

Overnight

We camped outside

You back of the line

[RIC DA VINCI]

I move fans like AC

Run right through ya like Ed Lacy

You couldn’t phase me

Got it going on like Momma Stacey

Evidently ever since you asked for the evidence that i could pass bars

You been losing them court cases

I could kill you just by thinking the bars with a straight face

Maybe May, June, July, you could make up for…

Oh shit, opportunity to climb finna pass by

I done hit you with the Godflow

Turning into a wolf dog

Offered you a tie son (Tyson)

Didn’t do hook dog

I could be limited to consonants and write a motherfuckin book dog

Look dog

You gon’ stay underground in the subway

While I fuck the game up with a foot long

Put dog in every line like a show dog

Cuz I'll be making pure bread from this song

This is hot dog

I be going over competition like leap frog

I'm a pain in the neck like I sleep wrong

I been spitting rhymes for years, degree got

Too many unfortunate orifices

We finna body like a porpoise

Orbiting solar systems gravity to RUMR is avoidable

Anointing, we gon be around for a while like we loitering

Dropping the writtens everywhere like littering

Never see defeat (the feet) still like we pivoting

This shit is riveting

Holding up the infrastructure like a pillar be

I can’t stress it enough

I mean literally

Literature is infinitely into me

Pitter patter on the studio floor is Morse Code for this shit is fuego

Turning Top 40 lit playlists into illiterate

Picking up a day shift

Pick a poison between 3 lyricists

If you looking for the crown...

RUMR has it